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The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge

Chapter 223
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Chapter 223 Ailie exploded. "Who are you accusing of playing games behind the scenes? Listen, our Victoria comes from old money-what she spends on a manicure is more than your entire monthly salary. Say one more word and see what happens." After months of pent-up frustration, Ailie was on the verge of coming to blows with Nelly. Nelly, startled, had only wanted to vent a little at Victoria-she never expected Ailie to go off like that.

Just as Ailie seemed about to lose control, Curtis strode in.

"What's going on here?" "Mr. Garcia-" Every executive who'd been hanging around for the immediately fell silent at the sight of Curtis.

"Ms. Turner, Ms. Ailie, cwith me. The rest of you-Mr. Harper will take charge, and Mr. Langford has arranged for someone to host our guests." With that, Curtis separated the two managers causing the ruckus, leaving the company's higher-ups with nothing to gossip about.

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The three of them took the elevator up to the development floor.

"Ms. Turner, you've written code before. We're planning to collaborate with Vertex Dynamics on a new game, and their department manager is waiting for us. You know the ropes-go talk shop with them and write up a report forafterward." Curtis paused. "I'm still sorry about what happened last time. This time, everything you're involved with will have your non it, and the company will distribute bonuses based on contributions." Ailie stood right there-Curtis made no effort to keep her out of earshot.

Victoria didn't have to agree. She'd stayed at Quantum Core Technologies for one reason: access to their core tech-or, more precisely, to the people who understood it inside out.

If she kept her skills hidden and refused to help, Curtis would never trust her.

"Alright," Victoria replied after only a brief moment of thought.

Ailie almost refused on her behalf, but Curtis had already compensated them handsomely last time. In Ailie's eyes, Curtis still had a decent track record.

Still, she couldn't hold her tongue.

"Mr. Garcia, you'd better not let Victoria get shortchanged again. Or it'll be a lose- lose for everyone." She practically bared her teeth as she spoke. Victoria felt a little embarrassed— she hadn't suffered at all last time, in fact, she'd cout way ahead. Curtis, on the other hand, looked a bit uncomfortable.

"I won't," he said. And really, he couldn't risk it.

Victoria headed into the conference room, while Curtis took Ailie elsewhere- probably to the investment department, Victoria guessed.

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"Ms. Turner?" Lucas, an engineer from Vertex Dynamics, couldn't hide his surprise. He'd never expected that the main developer behind Quantum Core Technologies' last gwould be a striking woman. In his mind, programming was a man's domain.

Lucas wasn't one for flattery, and he found himself tongue-tied when Victoria entered. Only after she introduced herself did he remember his manners and invite her to sit.

Three engineers, a project supervisor, and the department manager all gathered around Victoria.

Victoria's breadth of knowledge and global perspective quickly becapparent. She handled their technical discussions with ease, and soon everyone was lost in the lively debate-even when Violet arrived, no one noticed.

It wasn't until someone cleared their throat, trying to break the spell, that the group realized they weren't alone. But when engineers get talking about code, the rest of the world tends to disappear. "Manager Patrick, Ms. Marchand from Quantum Core Technologies is here."

Henry, the deputy director from Vertex Dynamics, had been shadowing Violet since her arrival. He out called out to Patrick, his tone sharp enough to leave no room for ignorance. Only then did the engineers look up and spot Violet. Almost instantly, everyone straightened up in their seats.

"Ms. Marchand-so glad you're here. Please, have a seat."